As a small Christmas treat for ourselves, we booked a night at Changi Village Hotel; thought it'd be nice to check out the East coast for a day. The hotel has a lot to improve on the standard of service offered. It took us a few hiccups, and almost two hours before we could finally settle down in a room.
We opted to go for a walk on the beach instead of swimming, because it just rained, and the weather was uncharacteristically cool.
Chubbs loved the beach, mainly because of the many sailboats that glided smoothly past us.
The downsides to the beach walk were that I got numerous nasty sandfly bites all over my body, and we found some used syringes and hypodermic needles scattered in the sand. So please don't ever walk on this beach bare-foot!
After the walk, Fuzzy and I packed dinner back to the room, so that we could put Chubbs to sleep early, and enjoy the hawker food. Get this. That night for dinner, Fuzzy and I each had one packet of chicken rice, one packet of nasi lemak with otak, and goreng pisang. On top of that, we shared a medium order of sambal stingray, one large packet of roasted chestnuts, chicken wings, one box of Ferrero Rondnoir, and 1.5l of Sapporo. Even after downing all that food and beer, we were still very tempted to get a supper of satay but both of us were too lazy to head out again. Nonetheless, it was a sumptuous and indulgent night, to say the least.
Looking spiffy, preparing for bed.
Breakfast at the hotel the next day was extremely under-whelming, and we wished we went for prata next door instead. We took in some sun on the deck before checking out, and Chubbs enjoyed practising climbing up and down stairs without assistance. Our son's really growing up fast.
The view from the top floor was lovely, with the boats passing in the distance.